There were four burial methods in ancient India at the time of the Buddha: cremation, water burial, earth burial, and forest burial. The Buddha listed cremation as the first of all burial methods. Buddhism has continued to this day. Before the Buddha went to extinction, he instructed his disciples to collect relics and build a pagoda temple, so that future generations could contemplate the creation of the pagoda when they saw it. After the Buddha was destroyed, the disciples set up incense wood to burn the Buddha's body according to the instructions. After the Buddha's death, the Buddha's disciples received the Buddha's relics from the ashes.

According to the Buddhist scriptures, the relics are naturally felt by the monks before their lives because of the merits of the precepts and wisdom. This flying relic, even the black robe attaches so much importance to it, you can imagine how precious it is, but Yang Fan directly raised the embroidered spring knife in his hand, and then slowly chopped it. This unbelievable move directly caused the black robe behind to rush over even faster.

Yang Fan knew that the black robe was probably coming for this relic, as long as he stopped it, as long as the black robe took away the relic, he would naturally not be interested in him.

Bite!

The sharp blade slashed at the flying relic, and the black robe behind him suddenly scolded: "Bastard! Yang Fan was worried about whether he would damage the relic, but he soon found that his worries seemed to be unnecessary.

Yang Fan felt that the hands holding the knife trembled, the small relic had such great power, and he clearly saw that the embroidered spring knife in his hand actually opened a hole and rolled up.

The relic shot towards Yang Fan's abdomen. The black robe arrived, stretched out his hand to grab the relic, a suction force came out of his palm, and a deep voice shouted, "Come over to me!" ”

Yang Fan felt the suction generated by the black robe, which could almost pull himself up directly. His body was no longer able to retreat, and he decisively pushed the long knife forward. aimed at the sleeves of the black robe. The internal force of the dantian slowly flowed to the limbs and hundreds of remains. However, just as he was ready to rebel. The relics that had struck him in the abdomen began to make a difference. The relics, which were originally as hard as stone, turned into a golden droplet. It blended into Yang Fan's skin and began to rush into the dantian. That burst of heat was like a small bomb, exploding in Yang Fan's dantian.

The black robe let out a roar, as if it was very distressed, grabbed Yang Fan's neck, slowly pointed upward, and lifted Yang Fan up. It was a very rough hand, and it was very lean. When Yang Fan swallowed, he could clearly feel the pressure of the phalanges.

However, he squinted his eyes, but still did not see the face in the black robe clearly. The most deadly thing was the power in the dantian, which was constantly devoured by the golden liquid, a heart-rending pain, and difficulty breathing, making his face very hideous.

"Presumptuous!" The black-robed man's fingers clenched. His arm trembled slightly. It seemed that he wanted to crush Yang Fan's throat, but he didn't do it for a long time. Yang Fan suddenly recalled that it seemed to be such a scene, there was a black robe...... Right. That's right! His pupils shrank, yes, it was him! He finally remembered. It's the black robe on Erlong Mountain.

It's just that at that time, I somehow rescued him. Why did you want to kill him at this time?

His hands. He grabbed at the arm of the black robe, but was shaken apart. In fact, if the black robe wanted to kill him, it would only take a breath of work.

However, the black robe did not start.

"Amitabha, the preacher is merciful. This Yang Shizhu is a visitor to my Wannian Temple, please pass on the teacher......"

"Shut up!" The black-robed voice roared hoarsely. threw Yang Fan on the ground, looked at the pile of ashes, and said fiercely: "Jue'an, if you die, you will give the old man something to do, this is not a pity to die!" He rose into the air and disappeared into the back hill.

Yang Fan felt that his body was confused, but the dantian seemed to be about to crush. The mountains behind him are his heart-rending roar.

The sky gradually darkened, and a petite figure suddenly ran out of the cliff cave, Wang Xu'er, who was wearing a monk's robe, knew that he was coming as early as the first moment Yang Fan saw her. It wasn't until she saw Yang Fan being choked by the throat by the black robe that she finally couldn't help but run out. Tears hung down her face, and her sharpened cheeks were sharpened by her bare head.

She squatted on the ground, looked at Yang Fan, who had fainted, and said bitterly:

"Brother Yang, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother Yang?"

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have sneaked out and worried you. Wake up, don't be like this......" She still can't forget, she can't forget the day when she was rescued from Liaodong, and she can't forget the days when she was in the old shop in Beijing. That big brother Yang who always likes to laugh.

And now, with a relic, Yang Fan fell into a coma.

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Luoyang's side plug ushered in a wave of changing guards in the twilight. Lao Shao, who stood on the sentry for a day, was originally a member of the rebel army that year, and later Hong Chengchou quelled the chaos, he luckily did not die on the battlefield, and now his leg is also disabled, but he still insists on staying in the mountain camp. had no choice but to assign him a sentry job.

The man sat on the adobe, his hair disheveled in the wind. The man was not wearing armor, and a tattered coarse cloth coat was a little old, and there were many patches in some places, and it was difficult to keep out the cold in the cold wind.

Lao Shao saw the man's face, sat down too, and asked, "What's my brother's surname?" Why haven't I seen you before? ”

"I'm surnamed Li. I just came here yesterday. The man brushed his hair from the blow.

"The surname is Li, Li is a big surname." Lao Shao looked at the few brothers who had just gone up the mountain, many of them followed Li Zicheng to the east and south, and those who are still on this mountain are all people who lost their livelihood and raised the banner of the uprising.

Li Zicheng nodded.

"Alas, brother, since you have just come back, have you heard of the general?"

"Yes, our army was lost in Hannam, and then not many people escaped." The man said indifferently, dusted off his dust, and was about to leave. Lao Shao chatted and put his arm on the man's shoulder and said, "Alas, this uprising, it was a matter of one day or two. After all, there are so many people in the imperial court. However, as long as the Heavenly Dao is not destroyed, we will definitely be able to win! Let's go, Brother Li, I'll invite you to drink. ”

"General! Is it really you? A trembling voice was heard in the distance.

Lao Shao's hand on the man's shoulder froze, "General? A general with the surname Lee. Lao Shao's hands trembled, and he trembled excitedly: "Li Li Li ...... Shao Shouyun knocked on the general. Lao Shao was just about to kneel, but the man grabbed Lao Shao and said with a smile: "Brother Shao, please get up quickly." ”

"Hey. Ay! Lao Shao looked at the slightly carrying back, and said tremblingly: "Li ...... General, it's back! (To be continued......)